

Their EP In Passing is a truly affecting record that rightfully got them signed to Greyscale Records before its release. This is apparently their first ever tour which, given the impacts of COVID, is criminally unfair. You can tell a lot by how seriously an opener takes the brunt of the first set and Anticline perform like they’re everyone’s main attraction.Īlthough they’re an entirely different band, Bloom have a similar propensity for showmanship. They’re pretty stoked with the turn out too which is always nice to hear.

Again, how their drummer is managing to swap seamlessly between alternating cymbal crashes into blast beats and beatdown grooves is a feat that needs to be highlighted. They don’t have the absolute sledgehammer approach that contemporaries like Justice for the Damned sometimes rely on which gives the audience a chance to breathe.

Correct us if we’re wrong, but the entire set doesn’t have a single pause in between tracks. We’re genuinely enamoured by the sheer life bursting from the stage and the few mosh warriors that are game fire the energy right back. Plus if I’m not mistaken, they’ve got a bassist who’s foregone the pick entirely and is running those lines down at a breakneck pace. Their guitarist is pulling punk jumps that are nearly kicking their bespectacled lead singer in the face, all the while their drummer is cracking the cymbals at a rapid pace reserved for a prog band breakdown. The tartan pants, the coloured hair, god even the badly written ‘Cash Only’ sign next to empty Pabst Blue Ribbon cans is a pleasing sight.įirst up, Anticline’s set is entirely brimming with energy. Yes, everyone’s mentioned how crazy it is to be back at a local gig but this is OUR return so we’re taking the opportunity to mention how brilliant it feels to be around familiar sights.
